Trying to keep memories, grasp at them while I can...
The softness of the bed, the guest bath towels. The chill of the pool, the light salt taste on my mouth, floating sensation and movement, warm pool tools. Strong shower, hot and pounding, soap molded into a green leaf. Sunset over a city I am familar with, but yet not as much as I want to be; cars and lights and people. Wasabi--a bit too much; warmth of plum wine down my throat, ease of conversation. Night and the lights of the city enter into our room. We both decide to leave the shades open (we are on the 27th floor afterall). City is beautiful and busy and we are warm and soft and relaxed. A movie, room service chocolate brought on a tray. Pretty, decandant, perfect. Melting into softness of the bed and covers next to him. Warm chocolate and omelet made to order wakes me up. Lavendar aromas and warm hands, fingers, elbows rubbing and massaging my shoulder, neck and face. Feeling like kneaded dough I let my husband have his turn on the massage table.
And then home from our perfect moment, our anniversary outing...back to chocolate chip faces and lego star wars updates.

7 comments:
OMG, I think this is the most sensuous post I have read in a long time. What a rich experience!
AHHHHH! Like I was there...
Oooohhhhh... Thanks for sharing.
Oh man. I.Want.THAT! :) Maybe on our 10th wedding anniversary coming up!
Happy anniversary... sound like perfect
THAT sounds like the perfect weekend. So glad you had such an enjoyable anniversary celebration.
Oh wow...wow, wow, wow!
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